who are your
friends...
the ones with fake
smiles and open hands
quick to leave
your side when
you're hopless and
half dead...
life is starting
to becoming
more crazy
by the day...
war on my mind
everytime i get on
my knees and pray...(but to who?)
how can i stay
strong...
knowing when i step
outside this door
(gunshots)
my life could be
gone...
still young
venting through life
i told
holly i wont see
25...
and broke down
when i pictured
tears fallin from her
eyes...
i can't explain
my pain...
they can't explain
cancer and aids
i guess i'm not alone...
blazing ganja, reminiscing
mama sniffin white rows...
until it was all
gone...
she was in a zone...
dressing in her mini shirt
leaving home...
to fulfill her street name
"diana the hoe"
social workers
couldn't understand her way
of "putting food the table"...

i'm her lost dream that died away
from the love of sticking needles in her veins

this is not a place
to raise a child
in...
i can't read her
a bedtime story
without a gunshot
firing...
lookin in cionna's
eyes...
wondering will i still be
there for her to run to...
after her first day of
school..
how pretty her
eyes...
will i be there to
hold her after her first
fist fight...
but they say
only time
can tell...
is my destination
a "heaven"
or is it a "hell"
tell me,
is there a place...
for an
atheist...
cause i need to
know...
what i'm bound
for...
they say love
life...
but how the ****
you gonna love
life...?
my life is soaken in death's blood

What do you say to weeping words?
I want to say don't give up, the
prayers of the Righteous availeth
much...What do I say about your
doubt and fear...I can tell you
that a living miracle scribes right
here. You say you don't know
who you praying to...if you don't
know him, trust me, he sure knows
you! The fact that you even think
to pray...tells me...He will make
a better way! Atheist? I think
not...God hears every gunshot...

"I stand at the door and knock:
if any man hear my voice, and
open the door, I will come and
sup(eat) with him and , he with
me." Revelation3:20
Lord teach us to listen. Help us
to creatively wait in thy presence.
May his voice find your's a listening
ear!